The moment he sat on the chair, Zhuo Cheng's head immediately sobered, knowing that the situation was not good, and the shadowmen, Luo Lan, Mu Shi, goatee and centipede women around him were eyeing him, and he couldn't wait to kill him as soon as possible!

Twists!

Zhuo Cheng understands that the stool sitting under his ass must be a twisted thing!

Shadowman, Loren, Goatee, and Centipede Girl have hideous facial expressions and seem to be ready to strike at any moment.

But there is one man who moves faster than all of them!

Mu Shi bent his bow and arrows, and the arrows were aimed at Zhuo Cheng's eyes.

Zhuo Cheng had seen him shoot an arrow through the eyes of a human-shaped dragonfly, and knew that this person's archery skills were not as ordinary as they looked.

The short and tall ones who passed the selection with Woodstone died, so many wilderness bandits, including two extraordinary twisters, also died, but Woodstone is still alive until now!

At this moment, Zhuo Cheng seemed to be nailed to a stool, unable to move.

Wood and stone draw the bow, there is a string on the bow, and the arrow on the string can kill!

Zhuo Cheng is like the male pet just now, he can't do anything except his voice.

So, he cried out, "Mule! ”

There is no need for Zhuo Cheng to shout, the mule has already been prepared, the fifth leg that originally fell to the ground was cocked and aimed ahead, at the same time as Zhuo Cheng's voice sounded, a white light flashed, and the wood and stone above the chest disappeared out of thin air, turned into scattered dust, and the lower half fell to the ground.

Zhuo Cheng said that he would let the mule be his follower.

The mule has enjoyed the friction of the mace, the slapping of the slap, and the throbbing of the thorny branches, like the most tame slave, and will not disappoint the master.

As soon as it was launched, the mule spread four bowl-sized hooves, galloped, broke into the white line, knocked others away, lowered his head, overturned the round stool, picked Zhuo Cheng on his back, and rushed forward with him.

But in a breath, Zhuo Cheng regained control of his body and flipped over to saddle.

In the rear, Shadowman, Loren, Goatee, and Centipede Girl chased after them like crazy, and they didn't stop dying.

The centipede woman who wanders with hooked feet is the fastest and rushes to the front.

Zhuo Cheng looked back and saw that the shadow man was stretching out his fingers in this direction, and his heel subconsciously slammed into the mule.

This time it was a bit ruthless, the mule soul was floating, and the limbs and hundreds of bones gave birth to infinite power, and the speed was a lot faster.

But people who are distorted by distorted things have no reason at all and chase after them frantically.

"Hurry up!" Zhuo Cheng urged.

The mule said with grievances: "If you don't fight, how can you run fast?" ”

Zhuo Chengxin said, you are really sick! Immediately, the mace was picked up and smashed on the hind legs of the mule.

The mule was better than the sprinters of the beautiful country who had taken antidepressants, jumping across the various vehicles parked and crooked on the road, and shook the madmen away.

Gradually, he couldn't see the pursuers behind, so Zhuo Cheng asked the mule to slow down and turn around and go back to see.

Not to mention the importance of the filmmaker, the stool is a twisted thing!

People who have enjoyed the benefits of twisted objects naturally have ideas.

But as soon as he turned around and walked through an intersection, he saw Luo Lan, who was wearing a red leather coat, appeared in front of him, and pushed his hand to his side, and the air vibrate.

Fortunately, it was far away, so I felt the air vibrate.

The centipede woman also appeared......

Zhuo Cheng quickly turned around and continued to run on a mule.

Shaking off the group of maniacs who were affected by the twisted object again, Zhuo Cheng patted the mule's neck: "Good job." ”

The mule was appreciated, and the soles of his feet floated up, his hooves raised and fell, and he began to dress up again: "Cannon, I am your killer weapon!" ”

The mace that Zhuo Cheng was carrying landed beside the mule: "This twisted thing is really unreasonable, you are watching, what rules does it have?" ”

The mule swayed and swayed, its body rubbing against the pointed nails from time to time, its mouth was wide open, and it said casually: "The more I want to kill you, the more I want to kill you." ”

The distortion is consciousness, and the memory of the person is still there, Zhuo Cheng recalls slightly, it is a simple game of grabbing a stool, but there is only one stool, and the person who grabs the stool becomes a thorn in the side of others.

The male pet was killed by the centipede woman, and the first one to attack him was Mu Shi.

Could it be that the centipede woman is tired of the little male pet and wants to kill him?

The woman who opens the harem is really abnormal.

Mu Shi wants to kill himself, if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible, Mu Shi Cui went to find the sacrificial wine several times, but he was prevaricated by him casually for a reason.

The people of the wilderness are more or less tainted with the habits of wilderness bandits.

None of this mattered, the upper body of the wood and stone was blown away by the mule.

Further down into the city center, cracks in the ground increase, houses are getting shorter and shorter, and more and more are collapsing, and in many places the concrete pavement crumbles into stone, exposing the soil layer below.

Zhuo Cheng looked around vigilantly, thinking about whether to take a detour to go back.

Suddenly, in the ruins of the collapsed house on the side of the road, a thorny man rushed out and rushed towards Zhuo Cheng.

Without waiting for Zhuo Cheng's urging, the mule sped up and ran forward, dodging the attackers.

Zhuo Cheng looked back, this costume was a cultist who believed in the mother goddess!

"There's someone over here!"

The cultist was not reckless at all, and he tore his throat and called for support: "Catch him!" ”

In the ruins of a nearby building, another thorn-ridden figure appeared, rushing towards this direction.

Zhuo Chengxin said, today is not over! After being chased by his teammates, he was chased by the cultists again!

He tapped the mule's leg with a mace, and the mule ran with a clatter.

But the road was shattered, and the buildings on both sides collapsed, and the mule ran much harder than just now, and he didn't dare to gallop quickly, and if the hooves fell into the cracks, Zhuo Cheng would have to run with the mule.

Seeing that the cultists were chasing after him, Zhuo Cheng took out a few morning glory seeds, threw them on the ground after giving birth, and the morning glory vines quickly grew.

But where there is no grass, such a vigorous morning glory grows quite abruptly.

The two cultists who were running at the front quickly stopped when they got a little closer, staring at the morning glory that was obviously abnormal.

One of the thorns on his body asked his companion, "Do you see wood grain on that man's face?" ”

The companion shook his head: "No." ”

The man then asked, "Are there any other vegetative features?" ”

The companion continued to shake his head: "No. ”

"Could it be a natural apostle of the earth?" The man no longer cares about those who are far away: "Go! Go back and report to the Great Sage! ”

The two turned around and exchanged their contract partners to find someone who could make a decision.

But today is destined to be a bad year.

Zhuo Cheng was looking back at the pursuers, and in a collapsed house next to him, someone stuck out the barrel of a gun from behind the wall: "Stop, don't move!" ”

Hearing this voice, Zhuo Cheng glanced over there, but he didn't see it, but he saw the blood energy gun.

The voice said, "Lay down your arms and let me see your hands!" ”

Zhuo Cheng threw the mace next to the mule's hooves, saw the riveted leather coat and the equilateral triangle that were set around each other, raised his hands, and shouted, "Don't shoot!" Blood and machinery together! I'm my own! ”

He's from Sweetwater, and Sweetwater is affiliated with Singularity, so it's true.

There are men in peculiar rivet leather suits coming out from behind the broken wall, but the muzzle of the gun is still there, and there is a bloody shooter behind the wall.

What came out was an ordinary person, let Zhuo Cheng get off the mule.

Zhuo Cheng patted the mule casually, and the mule snorted.

"Who are you?" The man asked.

They are searching for cultists.

When Zhuo Cheng saw the singularity sign, he was thinking of words, saying that it was definitely not good for Sweetwater Town, the Singularity Research Institute was inextricably linked with the change of Sweetwater Town, which had to hit the muzzle of the gun, but no second seed would blossom and bear fruit.

"My name is Cannon, the man planted in the wilderness bandits by Maison, the leader of the Singularity Camp in the ruins of the northern city." The Maison that Zhuo Cheng said was the leader of the singularity camp he had been in before, and that camp had been slaughtered by the wilderness bandits: "I participated in the toast of the Flying Goat General Altar this time, entered the ruins of the city, and at the edge of the city and not long ago, I heard the explosion of the blood cannon. ”

Seeing that the other party did not interrupt, he added a little falsehood to the truth: "Hearing the sound of cannons, I know that someone is coming to the singularity, so I look for an opportunity to come out and have important information to return." ”

The man stared at Zhuo Cheng and asked, "What important information?" ”

Zhuo Cheng said: "The singularity camp in the ruins of the northern city was breached, and the wilderness bandits did it. ”

The bloody shooter behind the wall said, "We already know. ”

Zhuo Cheng raised his voice: "The camp was attacked by people from inside and outside, I have inquired in many ways, and the inside of the wilderness bandits should be Boss Huo of the Resource Exchange Office!" ”

"Him?" The Blood Shooter seemed to know Boss Huo.

Zhuo Cheng continued to say the news obtained through the real mushroom: "Boss Huo can be promoted to blood shooter, but he has been shirking it, and he doesn't dare to go to Three Rivers City, just for fear that the promotion review will be exposed. ”

The Blood Shooter had heard of Boss Huo, and vaguely heard about it, and somewhat believed it: "Xiao Wu, take him to see the captain." ”

Zhuo Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't shoot on the spot, he could think of other ways.

A blood shooter came out with a blood energy gun, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Zhuo Cheng, Xiao Wu picked up the hammer on the ground, and pressed Zhuo Cheng with the blood shooter to turn into another way.

The mules followed with a bang, but no one cared.

Zhuo was about to make a gesture to the mule, and suddenly thought of the change in Sweetwater that day, and went to see the tallest building not far away, with people on it.

Riveted leather with a long gun, another bloody shooter of the singularity.

After walking for more than 30 meters, Zhuo Cheng saw more than a dozen people wearing singularity rivet leather clothes on another road, and two of them were blood shooters carrying blood canisters on their backs.

In the hands of the others, they all carried mechanical repeaters.

And then, there's a weird tank!

Looking at the huge rhinoceros head, as well as the back half made of rhinoceros skin and flesh, Zhuo Cheng felt that this tank was more like a huge rhinoceros with amputated limbs and the middle of the body, stuffed into most of the broken tank, and equipped with a turret.

After all, I couldn't help but complain in my heart: The science and technology tree of the singularity is really crooked to grandma's house!

"Captain!" The Blood Shooter reported to the man with half of his body exposed on the turret of the Rhino Tank: "Caught a wilderness bandit." ”

Zhuo Cheng hurriedly defended: "Captain, I am my own person!" Your own people who believe in the doctrine of the singularity! ”

Although Singularity's internal general textbook is not a secret, it is not something that everyone can see, and it can be taken out for discussion when necessary.

Wang Liang pushed the goggles to his head and asked, "Which department do you belong to?" ”

Zhuo Cheng carefully repeated what he had just said: "In the past six months or so, the wilderness bandits have often harassed the camp, wanting to loot materials to prepare for the Flying Goat Sacrifice. ”